Posts Tagged ‘out’

I’ve got this deal going – in my head anyway – with the Three Fates. The Greeks called them Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos, and they spin out, measure, and in the end cut the thread of our lives. We are literally in their hands.

My deal is, I get to stay alive for some unspecified number of moments after the liver cancer and transplant. I get to be conscious, occasionally functional, and once in a while I even get to thrive. I also get to experience each and every sensation of a body running down its weave.

I’ve started and not finished a dozen posts on my health trials of the past year. One did refer to my struggle last summer just to learn that I’ve comedown two impossible–for-a-transplantee autoimmune diseases, but that’s it. I feel guilt for not having posted more. (more…)

Essays

Fifty at Ten Thousand FeetWhen I turned 50, I celebrated (mourned?) by repeating a favorite hike to Mono Pass on the eastern edge of Yosemite. This time, I added the descent through Bloody Canyon to the high desert to the east. The hike gave me more than I expected.